I’m thinking about coffee; I’m making coffee. I love Italian coffee made in my caffetiera (a la moka). It’s fast and easy and doesn’t require filters. It tastes like something. The only down side is that I can’t just keep drinking it all day long…
As much as I love Italian coffee, every once and a while I find myself longing for a big mug of watery American coffee, a box of Krispy Kremes, and a thick newspaper printed in English.
Then I console myself with red wine and plentiful Artichokes….
1530s, from articiocco , Northern Italian variant of It. arcicioffo ,from O.Sp. alcarchofa , from Arabic al–hursufa “artichoke.” TheNorthern Italian variation probably is from influence of ciocco “stump.” Folk-etymology has twisted the word in Eng.; the endingis probably influenced by choke , and early forms of the word inEnglish include archecokk, hortichock, artychough, hartichoake .The plant was known in Italy by 1450s, brought to Florence fromNaples in 1466, and introduced in England in the reign of HenryVIII. Fr. artichaut (16c.), Ger. Artischocke (16c.) both are alsofrom Italian.
Oh please come have coffee with me. My coffee is not watery! This morning I am drinking Godiva coffee. You would like it I promise.